Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

"Who am I and where am I?" Didn't the protagonist get the halo?A sharp pain hit his heart. Wu Hao, who had just been reborn for seven years and had not yet had time to conquer a large territory, had to go to the underworld to report again.A continuous roar of laughter echoed in his ears, like a night owl hissing. "The Wu family is full, and no chickens or dogs are left behind."The protagonist closes his eyes and dies.

It's obviously a movie about many people, but the protagonist doesn't even have a name?

An ethereal and old-fashioned voice sounded in Wu Hao's mind again, "Growing up is too slow. Time is running out. The fairy world needs you."

Why I say "again" is because every time Wu Hao encounters a major accident or has a deep understanding of some important decisions, there is always a voice telling him "You must grow up as soon as possible, time is running out."

Wu Hao is going crazy. Who are you? Please tell me clearly. How can I save the fairy world if I'm dead again?

It felt like a long time had passed, and it seemed that it was just a snap of his fingers. Wu Hao felt that his five senses had returned to his body. He squinted and secretly looked at the familiar environment around him, the familiar sleeping area and the familiar training area. This was not him. Is it a reborn home? Has it been reborn again?

It has been seven years since Wu Hao came to the Wu Dynasty in Qingfeng Continent. He came naked and started practicing from the newborn trumpet. Yes, he was reborn and traveled to the Wu Dynasty in the Wu family to become Wu Qian's second son.Others were reborn with super powerful skills, and they became prosperous as soon as they were reborn. The most they had to worry about was having one wife or multiple wives.In his previous life, he died without any trouble because he often stayed up late reading novels.Fortunately, God is merciful. He can start his life again, be reborn and travel again. It has been his seventh year since he came to Wuliu Lane in Wuliu City. He is now seven years old and is leveling up from the beginning. He was once full of passion and lofty ambitions. He feels that With the future knowledge and technology of the Reborn, it would be easy to climb high and wave the flag in Qingfeng Continent.After all, in my previous life, I was familiar with various novels such as romance, time travel, games, officialdom, etc., and I was very familiar with various routines. Playing around in Qingfeng Continent is a piece of cake. I don’t understand the routines, right?

"You have to have dreams, what if they come true." Wu Hao's dreams keep changing as he grows older. He has a silver spear and a white horse, guarding the frontier, and powerful border, and composes two poems handed down from generation to generation. He is both civil and military. Isn't this the basic configuration of the legendary hero legend?Otherwise, wearing a green Confucian robe and holding a white jade folding fan, I would go to the temple to talk to all the Confucian scholars and spread my reputation, Wu Hao, to the world. This is also a way.It is not a dream to be surrounded by beautiful women in a golden house, extremely rich, with a lot of wives and concubines, and use your own knowledge to tinker with items that are not available in the contemporary era. It is completely exclusive, starting with business, and reaching the pinnacle of life.

It's just that the distance between the dream and the reality is a bit far away, at least more than ten years apart, because it's not easy to level up the trumpet, and I am only a seven-year-old kid after all this time!

After seven years of physical and psychological training, Wu Hao, a severe cancer patient, was completely forced by the beautiful and comfortable life to become a high-level playboy. Fortunately, the nine-year compulsory education has a huge impact. A conscientious prodigal is not a very good boy. Good choice.Bullying men and dominating women is too low-level. You don’t have to be a bad person to be a dandy. You have done a lot of good things. Maybe one day a great god from the immortal family will see it and you can reach the sky in one step.

It’s just that I clearly remember being killed with a sword through the heart two days before worshiping my ancestors at the ancestral land, and my whole family was brutally and premeditated. How can I still be alive?

The scene of the whole family being killed was still vivid in his mind. Wu Hao did not dare to regard it as a dream. After all, the pain from the knife and stick was still causing great harm to his body. When his parents were killed, he looked at him with despair and love. The eyes seemed to flash before my eyes, and it felt so real.

Wu Qian, the great general of the Wu Dynasty, and his family were killed, and they were killed in their ancestral home less than a hundred miles away from the imperial city. Even the protectors Wu Dayong and Wu Yong had no time to rescue them. Who has so much energy? ?

Wu Hao opened his eyes and stared at the top of the bed, which was decorated with dragons and phoenixes, and remembered the scene at the beginning.Who is it and why?After sorting out his thoughts, Wu Hao got up and rushed out of the door. The housekeeper, servants, and maids in the inner courtyard were doing their daily repetitive tasks in an orderly manner.The housekeeper, Mr. Wu Da, is a thoughtful old man. He has followed Wu Qian, the Duke of Wei, from a young age to an old age. He has been in charge of the Wu family's internal affairs all year round. When he saw Wu Hao rushing out of the door, he trotted up to Wu Hao and bent down half a mile. When I spoke to Wu Hao, the love in my eyes was the joy that relatives feel when their children and grandchildren have achieved success.

"Wu boy, you are so frizzy, how can you behave properly? Why, you dreamed that you became an immortal again."

"Uncle Wu, what year, month and day is it today?" Wu Hao asked anxiously.

"After sleeping, I feel like I have been sleeping for hundreds of years and then achieved great feats, right? Today is April 240th, the third year of Yaowu [-]."

Wu Hao was stunned. It was April [-]th, four months before the day when his whole family was killed.Everything must be resolved within four months.I only know the result, but I don’t know the cause. Where to start with all the clues?

Butler Wu watched Wu Hao's face constantly changing expressions, and various possibilities flashed through his mind - bedwetting, erotic dreams, nightmares, and planning how to spend next month's monthly money.After waiting for a while, Wu Hao was still in a meditative state. Butler Wu happened to see a servant not following the usual instructions when watering the flowers, so he hurried over to deal with it.I kept thinking in my mind: "With my master's monthly salary, how can I maintain the authority of my housekeeper Wu if I dare not do things according to the rules and I won't make you suffer."

Wu Hao walked out unconsciously while thinking.

Qingfeng Mainland has a strong martial arts scene, with small sects and sects all having unique skills. Sects from all over the world have large, medium and small sects, and there are countless folk martial arts schools.There are five realms: martial apprentice, warrior, martial master, martial sect, and martial saint. Each realm is divided into three levels: upper, middle, and lower. There are fifteen levels in total. Many warriors spend their entire lives trying to reach the ceiling of being a martial artist.The five realms of martial arts are difficult, the realms are difficult to climb, and only a few people have reached the top.But this does not hinder the enthusiasm of all people in Qingfeng Continent to practice martial arts. As the third most powerful country in the mainland, the Wu Dynasty also inherited the customs of the mainland. Military force is an important factor in measuring national strength. It goes into battle as a soldier and dismounts as a people.

As the second young master of the Wu family, it stands to reason that he has a unique family background and is good at whatever martial arts he wants to practice. He comes from a prominent family and a wealthy family, so shouldn't it be easy to learn three or two unique moves?It's just that Wu Hao doesn't seem to be able to monopolize all the benefits. He was reborn into a wealthy family, but he couldn't practice martial arts. To learn martial arts, it pays attention to the sense of Qi, the Qi forming the Dantian, and the vitality entering the body.However, no matter what plan Wu Hao used to conduct analysis experiments, they were all eliminated one by one and had no effect.The body is like a sieve, with wind leaking from all sides. The meridians of the body are the same as those of ordinary people. It is just that the energy cannot be stored in the Dantian. There is no problem with the induction. When I practice, the energy rushes in and flows to the limbs, head and other parts. I just can't. It exists in the Dantian and travels through the meridians.What makes misfortunes never come singly is that there is always a voice that sounds in the dead of night or when the cyclone is about to condense: "Growing up is too slow, time is running out, the fairy world needs you."

As a future person who has lived in the 21st century, let me briefly analyze the plot of the story. Isn’t this all about cultivating immortality by yourself? Otherwise, why would you keep saying that the immortal world needs you?If you fail to practice martial arts, you will hear mysterious sounds often, and you will definitely have trouble practicing martial arts. But how should this immortal practice?

The poor rely on mutation, the rich rely on technology, and the wealthy young master relies on miracles!

Therefore, Wu Hao made up his mind from the very beginning to do good deeds and show them to the gods and Buddhas in the sky. If he is sincere, he will be wise. Maybe he will realize this great dream that day.From babbling to a toddler, from being knowledgeable and sensible to becoming famous, he has grown up physically and mentally, and he has not even seen a shadow of the matter of cultivating immortals.

It's not bad to be a happy-go-lucky prodigal, Wu Hao sometimes thinks so.However, the less I get it, the more I care about it. The idea of ​​cultivating immortality has always existed and slowly turned into an obsession.

"Tell me, are you an ancient alien species? You have been practicing in the human world and will soon return to the peak state."

Wu Hao grabbed a native dog with his arm, and a group of seven or eight uncaught native dogs dispersed in a rush.It's rare that a local dog that I haven't seen before appears today.Wu Hao, who was holding the dog's head, was suddenly stunned. "When did this happen? Has it become a habit? Are you thinking about big things? Why are you making such a fuss?" He cursed himself in his heart, let go of his hand, stood up quickly, and trotted Leave this land of many dogs.

"Master Wu is being naughty again." "Yes, Master Wu has interrogated all my chickens, ducks and geese. It made me think that there really were poultry that were mythical beasts. I carefully identified them for several days." "Sister-in-law Qiang, some time ago. I also saw him holding your pig with his left hand and chatting with the lovebird in his right hand. The conversation was so exciting."

All the homes around the Wu Mansion were harmed by Wu Hao. Slowly, the rumor that there was a fool in the Wu Mansion spread throughout Wuliucheng from Wuliu Lane.

Wu Hao has been silently carrying the dual reputations of a child prodigy and a fool since his birth.So far, it has not been favored by the mythical beasts hidden in the human world or the fallen and experienced immortals.Wu Hao felt that if he didn’t try, he would definitely not know. If he tried, he might be the next one.

The beggars in Wuliucheng are more comfortable than the beggars in other cities. It is normal to be at least three to five pounds fatter.Wu Hao has done it all, supporting orphans and elderly people, giving alms to beggars, and severely punishing those who do good and evil.

In Wu Liucheng, Wu Hao did countless ridiculous things, but Wu Liucheng always praised and ridiculed the young master of the Wu family more than he disliked him.

After returning in vain, Mr. Wu lay on his homemade rocking chair, closed his eyes and meditated, and gave his meditation a very fairy name - Wuyoujue.It’s a grand excuse for being lazy, because my body can’t hold my breath, so I need to meditate more.Wu Hao comforted himself. Practicing martial arts was too hard, and it took decades to practice. He practiced Sanfu in the summer and Sanjiu in the winter. If he didn't train his figure like a wall, he wouldn't be able to tell that he was a master. There were so many masters at home. , let them work harder to improve.

But at this moment, the worried Wu Hao was not thinking about these messy things. He just calmed down and kept thinking in his mind. There were only four months left before the whole family was wiped out. How to break the situation? The danger must be nipped in the bud. Let tragedy happen again.

Plots about solving crimes in various novels kept popping up in my mind. Combining the scenes and details that I could recall before being killed, I carefully compared and investigated one by one.The images and details that flashed quickly needed to be quickly reorganized in the mind, and the warm room echoed with the squeaking sound of the rocking chair's wood.

Wu Hao's eyes slowly opened, and he was able to enter the ancestral land silently and launch a quick attack mission. First, he was highly powerful, much stronger than his father Wu Ganduo, who had been guarding the capital of the Wu Dynasty for many years and was already a high-level martial artist. Secondly, what kind of interests can drive a group of desperadoes to attack the ancestral land of a dynasty, and choose to carry out the attack at the time when the ancestral land is approaching the ancestor worship ceremony, when the princes and heirs of the Wu Dynasty gather together, and the defensive power is strongest. Attack and kill, regardless of the anger of an dynasty; Moreover, the ancestral land is heavily defended and there are many masters. The ancestors of the Wu family have been practicing in the ancestral land all year round, but there was no response this time; the most strange thing is that no warning sound was heard, and the enemy Just like that, he appeared in the inheritance and cultivation place of his ancestral land. He watched helplessly as his parents, the chief steward, the commander of the soldiers, the maids and the guards of the outer courtyard fell in a pool of blood one by one.